Coming out of a big cloud
That I’ve been calling home for years.
I want to scream jet engine loud,
But the only thing comes out is tears.
It may seem I fell behind.
You might think I gave up and I say: no,
I just crossed that line.
I was counting on favors and finding none.
I left everyone behind to chase the sun.
If they could see me now, I bet they’d laugh.
I was praying for rain there, and I ran out of gas.
It may seem I fell behind.
You might think I gave up and I say: no,
I just crossed that line.
You cross that line with nothing left.
Even memories are so hard to believe.
All means of coping are put to rest.
Some go willingly, but all go in grief.
I thought I’d tell the story,
But now I can’t recall
Getting touched by the hand of glory,
Or if it was ever really there at all.
It may seem I fell behind.
You might think I gave up and I say: no,
I just crossed that line.
I crossed that line.
I crossed that line.
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Lyric sheet with chords. And some initial arrangement notes that changed a little in the final version.